"Love yourself well, and someone will love you—with these optimistic lyrics and a blissful tune, it feels so real, I just can't find the words to describe it..."
Accompanied by a familiar melody, Jiang Zhiyi's voice slowly filled the private room.
Shen Weiyi had always known that he sang beautifully, but it always took a lot of coaxing to get him to sing for her.
As she listened to the familiar song and looked at the familiar faces around her, Shen Weiyi suddenly felt a bit stifled in the private room.
Sheng Ting glanced at that girl then picked up a drink from the table and handed it to her. Coming back to her senses, Shen Weiyi looked up at him and smiled, "Thank you!"
But after taking only a couple of sips, she set the glass down and said, "I'm going to step out for a moment." She then got up and left the room.
Holding the microphone, Jiang Zhiyi watched her get up and leave, his grip on the mic unwittingly tightening as his gaze followed her. He sang absentmindedly.
